As clear as Ulysses

[christinegodot]

Oh I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
I'm frightened by the devil
And I'm drawn to those ones that ain't afraid
I remember that time you told me, you said
Love is touching souls
Surely you touched mine
'Cause part of you pours out of me
In these lines from time to time

I'll update more later, but now I'm leaving.